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For years I lived
as if my life were made of clay
or wood or even stone,
and all I had to do—“all”—
was mold or whittle or chisel
to change its shape. As if my life
were calling out from inside
a larger hunk of raw material,
of potential living. As if
the shape existed, and my work
was to reveal it. For years
I lived like that. Imagine
the absurdity of taking a chisel
to water, or trying
to sculpt it with your hands.
This is what a life is: water.
The work is letting it fill
the spaces it runs to; letting it
flow around or through the rest.
Yes, it glistens as silver
as a blade, and yes, it can drill
through stone, but it’s soft
to the touch. A life does
what water does: It goes.
~~ 'For years I lived' by Maggie Smith from 'A Suite or a Suitcase'
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"We’ll dance down the aisle at the grocery store,
Buy oysters and caviar, champagne and more,
You’ll laugh and turn backflips, winning my heart;
You’ll swing us around on the grocery cart."
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North by Northeast by Midge Goldberg from Snowman's Code (2016 University of Evansville Press) https://lettersfromahillfarm.blogspot.com/2019/01/todays-poem-by-midge-goldberg.html
What is a word? — Depends on who you ask.
For instance, in the rigid Flemish taal,
so many things that feel like words don’t pass,
and my sprung language doesn’t work at al.
My sentences are yet another place
where stringent rule-embracers don’t agree:
to me, an error shows the second face
of grammar. The mistakes are what I mean.
The thing I value most in any line—
drawn, made, wrote, thought; in fantasy or fact—
is flexibility: that, like a spine,
the art supports the mind by which it’s maked.
What use is language flattened, dried in books?
Our language lives most when it is mistook.
~~ 'Sonnet for the Second-Language Speaker' by Éireann Lorsung from 'Pattern-book'
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